Not a Keebler Elf by FrankTheSnek (E)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Rodney McKay
Characters: Rodney Mckay, John Sheppard
Pairings: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: slash, established relationship, christmas time, kinky sex, porn with feelings
Warnings: none
Words: 4904
Author's Journal: n/a
Author's Website: FrankTheSnek on AO3
Story Link: Not a Keebler Elf
Why This Must Be Read: It's one of the hottest yet most sensitively written fics I've ever read and perfect for this time of the year... and certainly anytime else too.
It's amazingly skillfully written, full of hot kinky sex and deeply felt emotions.
I love how they trust each other with their best-kept, safely hidden secret and how they turn it into each other's most precious treasure.
I went for a lighthearted snippet, that's in parts the summary, and that will make you smile and be assured that's only the start for the fireworks of emotions that follow.
"Wanna sit on Santa's lap?" He asked with a smirk, amusement dancing with the lust in his eyes.
"Hmmm, it depends. Have I been naughty or nice?" John couldn't help grinning with the words, laughter trying to make its way up from his heart as the ridiculousness of the situation caught up with him a little.
"Oh you're at the top of the nice list," Rodney replied with a chuckle, as he eyed the bulge distorting the front of John's dress. "Santa has a special present for you."
"Oh really? A special package for me?" And John was laughing as he spoke now, small little hiccups he tried to cut off but couldn't hold in because he was dressed like an elf, and Rodney was Santa and he was sitting there with a boner talking about packages and— when had John fallen so completely for Rodney that funny and stupid as this was, it was still hot and romantic in a whimsically nonsensical way.
"Mmm exactly," Rodney agreed. He was laughing as well, smiling one of his rare and genuine mirth filled smiles. The one that made his eyes bright and teeth look brilliant and attractive, and John wanted to attack the other man. Wanted to call him an idiot and kiss him, roll around on the bed, on the floor, on that big stupid chair.
"Wanna come open it?" Rodney asked, spreading his legs a little wider.
Rec Category: Rodney McKay
Characters: Rodney Mckay, John Sheppard
Pairings: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: slash, established relationship, christmas time, kinky sex, porn with feelings
Warnings: none
Words: 4904
Author's Journal: n/a
Author's Website: FrankTheSnek on AO3
Story Link: Not a Keebler Elf
Why This Must Be Read: It's one of the hottest yet most sensitively written fics I've ever read and perfect for this time of the year... and certainly anytime else too.
It's amazingly skillfully written, full of hot kinky sex and deeply felt emotions.
I love how they trust each other with their best-kept, safely hidden secret and how they turn it into each other's most precious treasure.
I went for a lighthearted snippet, that's in parts the summary, and that will make you smile and be assured that's only the start for the fireworks of emotions that follow.
"Wanna sit on Santa's lap?" He asked with a smirk, amusement dancing with the lust in his eyes.
"Hmmm, it depends. Have I been naughty or nice?" John couldn't help grinning with the words, laughter trying to make its way up from his heart as the ridiculousness of the situation caught up with him a little.
"Oh you're at the top of the nice list," Rodney replied with a chuckle, as he eyed the bulge distorting the front of John's dress. "Santa has a special present for you."
"Oh really? A special package for me?" And John was laughing as he spoke now, small little hiccups he tried to cut off but couldn't hold in because he was dressed like an elf, and Rodney was Santa and he was sitting there with a boner talking about packages and— when had John fallen so completely for Rodney that funny and stupid as this was, it was still hot and romantic in a whimsically nonsensical way.
"Mmm exactly," Rodney agreed. He was laughing as well, smiling one of his rare and genuine mirth filled smiles. The one that made his eyes bright and teeth look brilliant and attractive, and John wanted to attack the other man. Wanted to call him an idiot and kiss him, roll around on the bed, on the floor, on that big stupid chair.
"Wanna come open it?" Rodney asked, spreading his legs a little wider.
